England Crash Out

David Beckham Crying

So I went to The Bull’s Head, a venerable Bangkok pub, to watch the England-Portugal match; the 150 or so English supporters in attendance were excited, hopeful, nervous, and then dejected, all in that order. Unbelievable game. Finished 0-0 after 120 minutes of regulation and extra time and then England absolutely imploded in the penalties, making just 1 of 4 attempts. The Portugese goalkeeper Ricardo single-handedly won the game for his side, saving Lampard and Gerrard and Carragher.

There were tears — Becks, a la Gazza in ’90, limped off injured and collapsed on the sideline, his finely-chiseled facial features contorted into a rictus of sadness as he downright blubbered and blubbered and blubbered. Holy crap. There was also rage, with Wayne Rooney stomping on an opponent’s crotch and the getting a red card. (Rooney proved that he has a long way to go to reach his full potential; he must harness his temper if he wants to improve as a player.)

On the subject of penalties: As a goalkeeper myself — and occasional penalty saver — I love the institution of penalty kicks, though the cliche is that they’re a terrible way to decide a game. I disagree. I think that for the penalty takers, the act demands skill and concentration and inner calm. Penalties are not simply a lottery; you have to have five good players who can step up and take them and take them well. And you need a goalkeeper with the ability to produce a fine save here and there.

In Saturday’s other match, France beat Brazil 1-0, which was perhaps the shock of the tournament so far, as everyone (including yours truly) thought the Brazilians would sleepwalk though to the final. Sadly, I didn’t see the match, since the police in Bangkok have been cracking down on bars staying open late past the official 1 a.m. curfew; I was, thus, stranded and had to follow the match online. Which was too bad.

Related: The game theory of penalty kicks.

Up next, the semis: Germany vs Italy tomorrow, followed by France-Portugal on Wednesday. This’ll be the first time since 1982 that all four semifinalists are European squads.

My Story on World Cup Supporters in Thailand

English World Cup Supporter

I have a story in today’s IHT/ThaiDay about international World Cup supporters here in Bangkok. I tracked down some Germans (easy), some English (also easy), an Italian (not so easy), and an Argentine (quite difficult). I tried to capture these fans’ hopes for what their squads might accomplish over the coming days. A snip from a part that I quite enjoy:

If Germany wins the title on July 9, will the Germans celebrate in any special manner? A Bei Otto patron named Klaus pipes up, chuckling. “If Germany wins, we will sit here and drink beer like Germans,” he says. “We will not dance in the street. We are not Dutch.”

US Soccer: Postmortem Analsysis

US Soccer: A Postmortem

A few of you have asked me to weigh in on the US national soccer team’s dismal performance at the World Cup. The American squad, it pains me to note, lost two games, tied one, scored only two goals (one of which was an own-goal gifted to them by the Italians), and generally stunk up the joint. In my estimation, they were among the five or six worst teams in the tournament. This after making the quarterfinals in 2002.

What went wrong?

Read this excellent post on the New York Times’s World Cup blog to find out. I agree with nearly everything here, except that in assigning blame for the US team’s dismal showing, I’d argue it had more to do with the quality of the American players in relation to our opponents than it did with US coach Bruce Arena’s tactics or the dubious penalty against Ghana that sent us crashing out.

90% of the US team’s problems involve where the players ply their trade: I love the idea of the MLS, but it ain’t doing our national team any favors. It simply isn’t good enough a league; our players aren’t improving by playing in it. When Landon Donovan, supposedly the best American talent, chooses to stay at home rather than push himself and play in Europe, then we’re in trouble.

There’s an amazingly ridiculous idea spreading through the Web at this moment. It holds that the US team’s demise can be attributed to the sport’s “suburban” roots in America — that American footballers aren’t physically tough enough to play against international competition.

In a recent New Yorker column (not online), the normally excellent Jeffrey Toobin claims that the US team last to the Czechs due to “a lack of mettle.” Completely false. We lost to them because they were better than us. Way better. More skilled, not stronger or meaner. See Zachary Roth’s scintillating takedown of Toobin’s thesis on the wonderfully informative and entertaining TNR World Cup Blog. I’m saddened to see the likes of Jason Kottke, one of my favorite bloggers, echoing this simplistic and wrong-headed sentiment. He quotes David at Hello Typepad as saying that what we need in America is better athletes playing soccer.

I agree, but his suggestion that Terrell Owens would make a good striker is simply absurd. T.O. weighs (at least) 226 pounds! Yes, he’s fast, but if there were a physical advantage to being that large and muscular — heavier than any international outfield player in the history of the beautiful game, as far as I am aware — don’t you think that would have happened by now? (I will admit that I have, in the past, argued that Allen Iverson would make a world-class goalkeeper, however.)

[Deep breaths, Newley. Deep breaths.]

Some other links you should know about:

— Yes, the US national team player Clint Dempsey — aka “Deuce” — is a rapper.

— And also: indeed, Jurgen Klinsmann may be the next US coach.

— Don’t miss the NYT’s World Cup blog on the inane ABC and ESPN US soccer broadcasters.

— Dave Eggers’s hilarious essay about soccer in America, which appeared in The Thinking Fan’s Guide to the World Cup, has been posted on Slate. Read it. The best part comes at the end:

But until we do win the Cup—and we have no chance this particular time around, being tossed into the Group of Death, which will consume us quickly and utterly—soccer will receive only the grudging acknowledgement of the general populace. Then again, do we really want—or can we even conceive of—an America where soccer enjoys wide popularity or even respect? If you were soccer, the sport of kings, would you want the adulation of a people who elected Bush and Cheney, not once but twice? You would not.

— Austin Kelly has an interesting World Cup blog, though I find his argument that diving is good for football less than compelling.

— Later today: Germany takes on Argentina in the quarterfinals — just might be the match of the tournament. If you don’t watch this game, you’re dead to me.

That is all.

Thai Monks and the World Cup

Thanks to the fine folks at World Hum for 1) pointing out a funny story about Thai monks enjoying (perhaps too much) the World Cup, and 2) mentioning my recent IHT/ThaiDay articles about the Kingdom’s contribution to the tournament.

More World Cup/Soccer-Related Images

Right. So the US got absolutely demolished by the Czech Republic yesterday. It was a truly depressing performance (if you’re a fan of the American side). You’ll hear all sorts of speculation out there in the media about what went wrong — that our coach screwed up, that our players underperformed, that the US team’s tactics were bad, etc. But it’s all wrong. The US lost yesterday because the Czech players were just plain better. Their players are world class. Only one or two of ours are. End of story. Full stop. Let it go and let’s move on. The better side won — and they won convincingly.

To lighten the mood a bit, then, I give you the following three images. The first two are me/soccer-related. The other has nothing to do with futbol — but it’s just plain hilarious. I was going through some old stuff of mine here at home in South Carolina and came across the following. Had to scan these bad boys in and share ’em with you all like STAT. Click on all of these for larger views.

#1: My high school freshman year soccer portrait, age 14, circa 1989:

Me as a Freshman in High School

The haircut: just plain embarrassing. The Adidas gear: absolutely classic.

#2: My university senior year soccer portrait, age 21, circa 1996:

Me Catching a Cross

Yes, I was always a goalkeeper. And I still am.

#3: Get ready to laugh. This is me, as a freshman in high school, going to prom with a junior (or senior?) named Kelly. Yes, that’s her dad’s Ferrari in the background. As A noted, this pic is like something out of a John Hughes film.

Going to High School Prom

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World Cup-Related Image of the Day

Deportivo Azogues (Ecuador)

This delightful image of indigenous Ecuadorian women conducting a penalty shoot-out comes from Mike F., a long-time friend of newley.com. You’ve gotta love it. Click on the photo for a bigger version.

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The World Cup So Far

Day two of the World Cup has just commenced and we’ve already seen some sparkling matches. Given my love for the tiny Andean nation of Ecuador, I was delighted to see the boys from la mitad del mundo beat a favored Poland squad 2-0. And today, in the tournament’s most exciting match thus far, an Argentina squad that looks good enough to lift the trophy on July 9th beat the Ivory Coast 2-1. In other matches, Germany destroyed Costa Rica 4-2, Sweden and Trinidad & Tobago tied 0-0, and England beat Paraguay 1-0.

Some links for following the action:

— The New York Times has a good World Cup blog

Soccernet is always a go-to resource

— The official FIFA World Cup 2006 site is amazingly comprehensive

The complete World Cup TV schedule is good to have on hand (kickoff times are EST)

Other stuff:

— The World Bank has posted some interesting research regarding the World Cup and participating nations’ economies.

— There’s a great piece in the Guardian about the US national squad: “Get ready to dislike America…soon enough they’ll be boring world-beaters.” (Thanks to A for the link.)

And, finally, speaking of the US, they’re set to take on the Czech Republic on Monday at noon EST.

My New Story on World Cup Gambling in Thailand

World Cup Gambling in Thailand

I’ve got a story in today’s IHT/Thai Day about illegal gambling surrounding the upcoming World Cup.

The first two grafs:

Sunton Tansiri represents the face of illegal football gambling in Thailand. Over coffee in his dimly-lit Ramkhamhaeng studio apartment, the 33-year-old punter explains that he and all his friends plan to wager extensively on the World Cup football games. “Everyone will bet more during the World Cup,” he says, a smile enveloping his round face. “The games will be on all the channels. Every match will be on TV every day.”

Sunton and his pals are not alone: gambling on football – what some call Thailand’s new national pastime – is about to explode with the kickoff of the World Cup on Friday. A recent ABAC poll found that over 850,000 Bangkok residents would collectively be wagering some 2.14 billion baht on the tournament. A separate Assumption University opinion survey that examined the country as a whole determined that about three million Thais planned to wager on the matches, with 14 billion baht expected to change hands.

I’ve also got another piece in today’s paper about which teams are most likely to win the World Cup. Sadly, it’s not available online, but here’s how I begin:

Just four teams have been finalists in six of the last seven World Cups: Brazil, Germany, Italy, and Argentina. Will the squad that lifts the trophy in Berlin on July 9 be among these traditional heavyweights? Or will this tournament belong to the likes of England, France, the Netherlands, or Mexico?

Which Cinderella squads will make memorable runs? Could this year’s dark-horse teams hail from the Ivory Coast, Ecuador, Ukraine, or maybe even Togo? The issue of upstart outsiders, of course, may prove moot in the end. For the emerging forecast for 2006 World Cup Germany amounts to this: world champion Brazil, a scintillating footballing machine fueled by a roster jam-packed with some of the beautiful game’s most luminous stars, may simply prove unstoppable.

Thailand’s Contributions to the World Cup

Adidas's Official World Cup Game Ball

I’ve got a couple of stories in today’s International Herald Tribune/ThaiDay about two contributions Thailand’s making to the upcoming World Cup (despite that the fact that the country’s national team didn’t qualify for the tournament).

First, Adidas is manufacturing the official game ball (pictured above) in Chonburi province. And second, assistant referee Pratya Permpanich is the only Thai — and one of only four Asians — who will be officiating the games. Here’re more photos from my visit to the game ball factory.

World Cup Ambush Marketing, Thai-Style

German Sausage Flavored-Chips

I recently purchased these potato chips at Bangkok’s Big C. (Big C is a Thai hypermarket, sort of like Wal-Mart but with an open-air meat section. Thailand has several hypermarkets, such as French-based Carrefour and Tesco Lotus, a UK/Thai joint venture.)

Anyway, I saw these chips and I thought, in this order:

1. Wow — World Cup ambush marketing! (The lack of official sponsorship, the ball with Adidas-esque markings, etc.)

2. German sausage flavor? You better believe it. I haven’t tried ’em yet but I have high hopes.